The Definition Of Insanity

The Definition Of Insanity

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What do you get when you have a man of pure nerd rage, someone who couldn't be happier, and a guy who can't go either way living in the same apartment? According to me, the three best friends that anyone could have. According to most, the definition of insanity.
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"You look beautiful today." "I look beautiful everyday, you just never noticed." . . . Winter has always wanted to know her brother's best friend. The handsome guy with eyes of the colour of an ocean. Deep enough to drown her in it. A man of many charms. Top of the school, leader of the college basketball team, highly successful in his career. Winter saw him through it all. Since she was a child, she had always been curious of this blue eyed devil who would sometimes visit his brother. A charming smile and a face like it came straight from a disney movie. She had never imagined that one day this strange childhood crush of hers would be turned into a full fledged romance. One glance at a time, one touch, one kiss and a passionate night is all it took for their dynamic to go from a "hate you" to a "die for you". Even though they still didn't know it yet. But soon, these flames of desire would intertwine their fate forever, burning every inch of them in this process. ♥︎𓆩♡𓆪♥︎ His body pressed against my back. I felt the hard ridge of his erection through his trousers against my bare bottom. One hand smoothed over my spine, while the other ventured lower, dipping between my legs from behind. His fingers found my center, already slick and hot. He traced my folds, a slow, exploring circle that made my knees buckle. "So wet for me already," he praised, his voice a deep, throaty rumble that vibrated through me. "Such a good girl." #41 in passion

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